detraction | Sohn Youngjae ✅

Eric: junior-senior, january

the next year, everything had gone down...

I woke up then noticed my bed was awfully wet and I remembered it being dry when I had gone to sleep. I sat up then looked over at my roommate who was sound asleep as usual. "Was it a wet dream...?" As much as I kind of wanted it to be for certain reasons, it wasn't. My entire bed was drenched and so were my clothes. I quickly got up and assessed the damage that had been done. I was thankful that it was only water and wondered who could've done something like this. Then it hit me. "Younghoon."

I tapped my roommate and he eventually stirred. "What." "Did you let Younghoon in here last night?" "Probably. Now let me sleep." I sighed then proceeded to take off my sheets and throw them into my laundry basket. It wasn't an unusual occurrence for Younghoon to pull something, but this was over the top. I decided today would be the day that I gave him a piece of my mind. Hopefully the Younghoon I knew back during freshman year still existed. I quickly freshened up and changed then set out to Younghoon's room.

I mentally apologized to his roommate then banged on the door. I waited for one of them to answer, but it seemed as if neither was coming to answer. Just as I was about bang again, Younghoon opened the door looking tired as hell. "What. Oh, it's you." "Yeah, it's me. You've done a lot, but pouring water all over me in my sleep is a jerk move." "One, why am I supposed to care? Two, that wasn't even me." I rolled my eyes then glared at him with crossed arms. "Can you stop thinking about yourself and actually think about how this affects me? You know I get cold easily. I could've gotten hypothermia."

He seemed annoyed with me, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to let this slide at all. "It wasn't me, you idiot. I like torturing you, not trying to kill you." "Then who else could've done it? My roommate even said they let you in!" I was furious and yelling. I calmed myself down as I remembered there were others on his floor that are sleeping. It ended with Younghoon slamming the door in my face in anger and me in a terribly foul mood.

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I sighed heavily then felt Haknyeon pat my head. "At least it was water." I swatted his hand away then pouted. "Just water? Do you realize how cold it was? Hypothermia, Hak, hypothermia." He didn't say anything else and it worried me. He's changed. And so have the others. Or was it just all in my head? I shook my head the proceeded to leave the dining hall. "Where are you going?" "Somewhere that none of you exist." I was being sarcastic, but he looked really taken aback by what I had said.

"I was being sarcastic...calm down." I slung my backpack over my shoulder and left. I couldn't understand what was going on with them, with me, anyone really. Younghoon was colder than ever. Haknyeon's personality had become timid compared to before. Juyeon had become more overbearing but distant at the same time. Hyunjoon had become sweeter and more understanding of me. I was so lost in thought that I didn't see the person in front of me. We crashed into each other and I found myself stumbling backwards. "Sorry." "No, it's my fault." I handed him his book then smiled. "I'll get going."

"Ah, wait." I gave him a curious look and waited for him to speak. "Changmin. Ji Changmin. We have math together." "Really?" Either I'm really an oblivious fool or he was really an invisible guy. "Yeah. I sit in the front of the class." "Oh." Now it made sense as to why I never saw him. I don't really pay the people in front any attention.